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Woo hoo

When I cook up that coke I'm like

(Woo hoo)

And when the feens taste it

(Woo hoo)

You know the lace it and base it

Tell em to paste it, man they gettin' wasted

(Woo hoo)

Look at mami in them heals

(Woo hoo)

She know exactly how it feel like

(Woo hoo)

Baby, I love and discuss it, lets go public

Yeah, fuck up my budget, my accountant like

(Woo hoo)

Hey, you know how much you spent

(Woo hoo)

And then I hand her a check, she like

(Woo hoo)

Don't get offended but I get it

Much quicker than I spend it

Yeah, yeah, yeah

(Woo hoo)

Like when I get a new gun, I'm like

(Woo hoo)

And when I load it to the top I'm like

(Woo hoo)

I don't abuse it, with this I make music

Hope I don't have to use it, listen

(Woo hoo)

Now his mothers sittin' there like

(Woo hoo)

Look what they did to his face, I mean

(Woo hoo)

Just understand this, yo doggie

I'm being candid

Don't take this money for granted

I can't explain this, baby

It's like me tryin' to explain why is water wet

Or why is the sun hot

Or why birds fly and people don't, well I do

First I step up like

(Woo hoo)

They like good god almighty, she be killin' em'

(Woo hoo)

Ass so fat make a nigga say

(Woo hoo)

How you get all that, with the same from the back

Let 'em hit it from the back

Now he tastin' my

(Woo hoo)

Lick it all up, don't be wastin' my

(Woo hoo)

Get up in that gut, put your face in my

(Woo hoo)

You a big boy right, nah you puttin' up a fight

Nigga, why you so up tight?

I'm on the block like

(Woo hoo)

But you see the stones and the chains you like

(Woo hoo)

Dust them bitches off up out my way like

(Woo hoo)

Yeah, like have a nice day, let me grab you through the way

Stay the fuck up out my face

Watch me tell 'em like

(Woo hoo)

Hoping I don't crash, pray to god like

(Woo hoo)

Slow it down a little, take the key off that

(Woo hoo)

That be the coupe, check the bitch who did me

Dupe, see this leg is too cute

This that wilding shits

Y'all ain't know nothin' about this

This nigga I rock with overseas

International Byrd Lady

His and her cedes

Call me the fur, baby

I'm straight stuntin' on y'all bitches, man

You see me shinin' though

They yell

(Woo hoo)

Become to every bigga bubble got 'em like

(Woo hoo)

Every other flip I double, come through like

(Woo hoo)

When she see the kid with muscle

But she singin' like the whole clique in trouble

But I'm like

(Woo hoo)

Every day a different hustle, feens like

(Woo hoo)

Every time the sniff a bundle, so I'm yellin'

(Woo hoo)

Tell your friends to get a couple

I'm the one from trip 'em, love 'em

Show you how to get a hustle

So I yell

(Woo hoo)

Get your whole clique in huddle, you'll be singin'

(Woo hoo)

You put it in a bigger duffel, quick to say

(Woo hoo)

We ain't with the cigre bottle

Get it in the hump, put it in the shuttles

Run it through Jones, don't stutter or stumble

Come through like a one, two rumble

They be loving how I be stunting' like a thug do

I don't cuff you, I slut you, my thought boo

What the fuck with the brothers who don't fuck boo

If you want to, gotta

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